by Lade Falobi
Falling Waters – Second Runner-up of the 2019 Kreative Diadem Annual Creative Writing Contest (Poetry Category)
I cry in the rain so she doesn’t see.
The rain pouring from my eyes is heavier than the one pouring from the sky.
Imagine pointing the barrel of a gun at your head.
Imagine your shaky hands, too scared to die but too scared to live.
Imagine deciding to pull the trigger because it is easier to die than it is to live.
Imagine the dead silence after.
Not the quiet silence of death. The quiet silence of failing even in this.
An empty gun never fires
and you have been shooting blanks.
Today we live